
'...it was then that they spied me, peering through the begrimed pane, as they cavorted and gibbered before that degenerate idol. I had been unable to properly view the creature, crudely constructed from filth and mud. Its form had seemed to swim across my vision, mere glimpses of a tentacled head, a mad staring chaos of eyes. I had momentarily swooned, and brushed the pane with my hand, alerting the base revellers within. They took me before the idol, and savagely rent the clothes from my person. Naked but for my protective belly sigils, I quivered upon the dank, slick floor. In moments they were upon me, probing, tweaking, licking, spanking. A profusion of gills, bewebbed fingers, degenerate scaled limbs and wet tongues. Luckily, I was powerless to stop them.'
( ,
Thu 10 May 2007, 0:38,
archived)

I'm afraid to read the rest now.
( ,
Thu 10 May 2007, 0:41,
archived)

that it is not mine.
It is toasterleavings.
everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1223826&orderby=createtime%20DESC&usersearch=ToasterLeavings
( ,
Thu 10 May 2007, 0:54,
archived)
It is toasterleavings.
everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1223826&orderby=createtime%20DESC&usersearch=ToasterLeavings